Keeping the pressure on my clit I start to slowly move my hands over my exposed body. The cool air of the room has it's expected effect on me and my n...ipples grow hard. Lightly brushing over them I let out a soft moan. I feel myself getting wetter and start moving my hand over my stomach down between my legs. My clit is already hard, throbbing and I shiver as I slightly move over it. The glistening juices are the evidence of my arousal and so I run my finger between my lips and spread them over. Nikita’s not-so-beautiful face broke into a malicious grin.“i’ll wait for you in your own room. Meet me there!” she declared, and started heaving her huge ass and bra-encased mounds towards my room, as i felt a wave of trepidation overwhelming me. “wait!” i blurted. “you can’t go in there. My sister’s there. What if she wakes up?” nikita stared at me as if i were a five year old. “don’t you know your sister? I bet she won’t wake up even if you fuck her neat little pussy, you know!” and she gave. Liquid gushes around my fingers as she grunts.I pull the fingers out and suck them clean in front of her. The sight turns her on. She rolls onto her front for me. I grab the base of my throbbing prick and push it against her slick cunt. Her lips envelope around me milking back my foreskin. I grab a handful of her hair as I slide in my entire length slowly. She pushes back against me, teeth clenched, wanting every inch inside her warm wet cunt. "You like that you fucking cunt?" I growl at her as. No matter how hard she tried to make him speed up he only looked down at her and shook his head, and smiled that wonderful smile. Was he trying to torture her for what had happened last night? If so, she was more than punished, she wanted to scream, to claw, to beg from him what she wanted. No, not wanted, this went beyond want, she needed it, now that she had tasted the forbidden fruit, she needed it the way a junkie needed his drugs, or an alcoholic needed his booze. And like a junkie, she.